Forgotten Awakenings by Lisa Bilbrey

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~*~Summary~*~

Two bullets — one just under her right breast and the other in the middle of her left leg. That’s all it had taken to destroy Elle Reid, to leave her weak and useless. Just two little bullets.

Elle gave into her desires and allowed herself to love. The road to redemption hasn’t been easy for her, or her lovers, but together, she, Sadie, Callum, and Derek strive for a life of peace and harmony. But will they get their happily ever after, or will a madwoman’s quest for revenge shattered their dreams?

~*~Excerpt~*~

“How much longer?” Sadie grumbled, one hand resting
casually on Elle’s knee. Callum sat on the other side of Elle, his arm
stretched across the back of the red, vinyl bench they were perched on while
waiting for a table. Derek sat next to Sadie, who was dragging her fingers
through his dark hair.

When they arrived at The Sardine Can, a charming
little seafood joint down on the pier, there had been a small wait, but several
other patrons had been seated before them — people who had arrived after they
did. Elle tried to brush it off, while Sadie had made her displeasure clear by
huffing, complaining loudly, and outright whining about the wait.

“I’ll go ask her again.” Derek kissed the side of
Sadie’s head before he walked over to the hostess, and once again asked how
much longer were going to have to wait. An annoyed expression filled his face
as he nodded at whatever she’d told him and walked back over to them.

“She said it’ll
be at least another twenty minutes,” he grumbled, sliding onto the bench next to
Sadie. He took hold of her hand, lifting it to his lips. “Though, there are at
least five empty tables.”

“Hmm,” Elle hummed, shifting her attention back to the
podium, noticing the way the hostess was glaring at them, and in that moment,
their long wait made sense. “Ah, of course.”

“Of course what?” Callum asked, his confusion evident.

With a shake of her head, Elle shifted her eyes to
him. “It’s us. She has a problem with us.”

~*~Biography~*~

Obsessive, compulsive, slightly
crazed, but enough about her personality. First and foremost, Lisa Bilbrey is a
mom to three and a wife to one. She loves to write, and spends the majority of
everyday writing. It’s who she is, and what she’s meant to be doing. Words are
her life, the air she breathes, and the nutrients of her soul.

Finding a love
in the written word, Lisa Bilbrey started writing as a way to express herself
and let her voice be heard. From the first word she wrote, she’d found her
heart and soul. Always willing to learn, she’s
spends much of her time trying to improve as a storyteller.